床前明月光, 疑是地上霜。 举头望明月, 低头思故乡。 So bright a beam on the foot of my bed- Could there have been a frost already? Lifting myself to look, I found that it was moonlight Sinking back again, i thought suddenly of my home床前明月光， 疑是地上霜。 举头望明月， 低头思故乡。 So bright a beam on the foot of my bed— Could there have been a frost already? Lifting myself to look, I found that it was moonlight Sinking back again, I thought suddenly of my home